It's 8.35pm and we're over the border! Hannah deployed her million dollar smile and British accent at immigration and we sailed through.
"Berkeley," said the official, "that's a good school!" Thus ingratiating himself to my wife forever. We even got a "welcome home". Who needs a Green Card?
Now the fun really starts with three hours down an icy, pitch black highway to Seattle. Then the fun really starts, with every Virgin flight today having been canceled. Hold on California, we'll be there for Christmas!
